The trees shake off raindrops
In unanswered whispers
No shadow is cast
From the granite sky
The day seems to hurry
To its end so infinite
My lady is gone
Unbearable time

The snow gives way to fog
That sinks to the hollows
Bemusing the thoughts
Of sun in your eye
The points of luminous light
Devoured by enveloping night
My lady has gone
She's gone for all time